03-14-2012, 11:08 PM
Isa could tell her father had sent Hadley to a dark place. She knew that dark, depressing place. It left you feeling alone, worthless, and empty. She hated her father for doing such a thing to Hadley. After she had Hadley seated and yelled at her father he moved to Hadley. Isa could do nothing since he was a spirit. Isa realized there was nothing she could do to stop her father; he would do whatever he pleased. She wasn’t able to hear what her father said to Hadley but assumed it had to do with her since Hadley looked up at her and reached out to touch her before he pulled his hand back again.
Isa thought he had been reaching out to her to either comfort her or himself, not knowing what was actually going on. She reached out to him, her fingertips brushing up against his arm. She wanted his suffering to end, for him to be happy, but it seemed her father was planning something for him. She saw him get close to Hadley again and whisper something that was just low enough for her not to hear. ”You see? She wants it.” A low growl rumbled in his chest. ”Take her.”
Isa thought he had been reaching out to her to either comfort her or himself, not knowing what was actually going on. She reached out to him, her fingertips brushing up against his arm. She wanted his suffering to end, for him to be happy, but it seemed her father was planning something for him. She saw him get close to Hadley again and whisper something that was just low enough for her not to hear. ”You see? She wants it.” A low growl rumbled in his chest. ”Take her.”